The sun slowly rose from the horizon, a sliver of light announcing that morning had come. As the rays pierced through Bridgett's bedroom window, she cringed. Morning had ruined her perfectly wonderful dream, in which she was running through a meadow with her brother and sister, with their dog Frowler barking behind the laughing children. Bridgett turned over onto her back and sighed.
If only it were true now! She normally would have been up and already getting ready for school by now. But lessons had been cancelled today, due to a strange new thing called the Reaping. Only children ages 12 to 18 were allowed to participate, so Bridgett wondered why her five year old sister and ten year old brother got school off today as well, but they got to go with their sister to the Reaping, which Bridgett was excited to see her siblings looking upon her, so proud. She finally forced herself to get out of her comfy bed to get ready. As she began looking through her wardrobe for something to wear, her mother came in. Bridgett's mother had the same tangled thick blonde hair that both Bridgett and Bridgett's sister Misty shared, and tired, kind blue eyes. She stood only about 5'7, with a wiry frame and thin, gangly arms and legs.
"Hold on, Bridgett. They all want us to wear this pale blue." She said, holding up a washed out blue dress with buttons down the front.
"Why? It looks terrible!" Bridgett gasped, wide eyed at the dress. Now Bridgett wasn't a spoiled child, actually the exact opposite. But the events that had started three years ago, well, they could change the sweetest of people into monsters.
"I kinda like it." Came a small voice from Bridgett's doorway. There stood Misty, her own shoulder length blonde hair had been straightened and put into two little pigtails with ribbon, the same color as the washed out blue dress. Misty too wore a pale blue dress, but in a much smaller size and no buttons in the front. Her little feet had been fitted with snow white socks that fit snuggly into her white dress shoes, which clicked and clacked on the wooden floor.
"Oh, Misty! You look beautiful." Bridgett exclaimed, twirling her little sister around. The little girl giggled, her bright green eyes shone in happiness.
"Alright now, get a move on, little girlie! Your sister needs to change. Out! Out!" Bridgett's mother shooed, pushing Misty out of the room. She tossed Bridgett her dress before shutting her door.
Hola! So, this is my actual FIRST fanfic, the other one was an actual story, and I didn't know about fiction press. Woops:) Anyway, please review! Constructive critisim is welcome!